Went to see "Om Shanti Om"while I was India and fell in crush with the lead, a tasty bit of man flesh named Shah Rukh Khan. He's 42 and convincingly played a 30 year old. I know, I know, he's probably had work done, but that skin, those lips, those eyes, oh holy moses! However, the thing that really got me was the swooning fits he was able to produce in the mostly male audience. I've never seen anything like it. Grown men shrieked when SRK got all flashdance during one of the dance scenes, and it's true he does have quite the six pack and was all covered with water and glistening but really, they shrieked. I got a little caught up in the testosterone.
So anyway I have a crush and on my last night in India I decided to indulge it and buy some movie and lifestyle magazines and tear out photos since I couldn't figure out a way to fit a full size movie poster in my bag and had even less of an idea where I could hang it.
Got some dinner and proceeded to pore over every page and lo and behold on page 44 of the November 2007 issue of Spice (Indian lifestyle mag not the US porn rag) what do I find but a half page article on Oakland metal sculptor Michael Sturts and his bio-diesel custom-crafted Die Moto he's taking to Bonneville. Not only that but there is a photo of the bike and emblazoned on the side is the web address for the Crucible!
How much does Oakland rock my socks? So much I still feel aftershocks in India.
Oaktown, shout out to my peeps.
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I think going to a film in another country is such a cool experience -- I imagine even more so when you go to the real deal, not American exports.
You and your gossip rags! Awww, you know I still think of you when I read about how the stars are just like us. But somehow reading the fashion mags and shrieking over waxen Karl Lagerfeld just isn't the same without you here.
Case in point: I almost bought gauchos the other day. I NEED you.
Oh no you didn't! Damn you do need me. Though maybe if they fit really well ... oh my god it's like sanity only exists when we are together.
I should mention that I'm wearing a red and orange flowered kurta which is two steps from being on a beach in Miami wearing a mumu. Friends shouldn't let friends shop alone.
Missing you.
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